It was very strange, because she said she'd already had other experiences, but, unbelievably, she bit my clitoris a few times it really hurt!!! And I surprised myself, because I made her climax four times. I, who had identified as straight until then, realized that performing oral sex on a woman was liberating and delightful, so much so that even I had an orgasm doing it to her. I had already slept with men, but I always felt attracted to women. At some point, she's on top of me, rubbing her pelvis against mine, almost as if she was penetrating me.
Except that I was still wearing panties, and so was she. She was moaning and squeezing my breasts, and then she suddenly climaxed, or at least I think she did, and stopped doing anything. I left there thinking that I must really be straight, because if that was sex with another woman, then it was really bad. Luckily I gave myself a few more chances, and today I'm a happy, open lesbian that understands her own body, knows what she wants, and really climaxes. I was actually really sure about going through with it, but he was a virgin and was very afraid.
Good thing that it went wonderfully and with a lot of spice, LOL. But he unexpectedly laughed at my facial expression when I came. I learned that trusting and speaking with your partner is always good. It really helped my darling, who was all rigid and timid, to relax.
I was extremely nervous, until I decided to go out with a guy from Tinder who seemed to be the ideal person to control my paranoia. It wasn't very comfortable. I ended up regretting it afterward, because I was shocked by the reality that I was doing it with just anybody, and not with somebody that I really loved and trusted. As if it wasn't enough that we did it on the staircase, I even came in his mouth during oral sex without even realizing it, hahaha.
I used Grindr, but just to snoop, because I didn't have the courage to go out with anybody. But that afternoon, I really had the urge, and I ended up making an arrangement with a guy that lived meters from my house. I was home alone every day from 6 p. So I told him to come during that time. I gave a fake name and everything, because I was terrified of being found out.
It started getting harder and harder to breathe, because I was very nervous, but I decided to continue anyway. I got on my knees and gave him what I now imagine must have been a horrible blow job, and five minutes later, he told me to find something to lubricate, because he wanted to fuck me. I didn't have anything and ended up grabbing my mom's Avon cream, which had a very strong smell. He came over, put on the condom, and started.
But I was paranoid and kept asking him if I was bleeding and checking my phone, because I was afraid my parents would call me. After he left, I noticed that my sheet was completely dirty, because I didn't give myself an enema, and didn't even know that it was necessary at the time.
There was also the smell of the cream and his sperm, so I cleaned everything in a frenzy, and my ass burned the whole next day, hahaha. To this day, I am traumatized by the smell of the cream he used. I hate when my mom uses it to massage my dad.
It was a quick hug, but all of the nerves melted away, and I felt so instantly comfortable with him. We made a date and went to the motel. So we went to a local arcade on a Sunday night. Things quickly changed and we got closer. This continued for 45 minutes until finally he came out like nothing happened. Share On more Share On more More. I politely declined his offer and then when I had the opportunity, made an exit.
So I built up the courage and called her to come and study with me that afternoon. We went to cram school together and she was dating one of my ex-boyfriends from school yes, I had experience with men before. We went to my house, took our clothes off, put our hands everywhere But she started pulling strange faces Well, I called it off. I didn't need to be super experienced to see that it wasn't flowing and that she was starting to fake it.
I sat down with her and we talked.
She confessed that she was pretending. She said, 'I've never climaxed and when I'm with X, I pretend so that he finishes up quickly, because I never enjoy it. We discovered what an orgasm and sex between women feels like. Eventually, I moved away and never came back. She went back into the closet, got married, had a child. Two years ago, we bumped into each other at a mall and she had the courage to tell me that she still masturbated thinking about me We had dinner at a Japanese restaurant, she asked me if I wanted to have a fling, and we went to the motel.
She chose the motel, because she said it was cheap, it had a bathtub, and that she had good memories there. She told me that she'd been to an orgy with an ex and a bunch of other people there. An hour later, I got up and ran out, getting everything wet.
My clothes, which were on the floor, were soaked from the bathwater that fell on the floor. I was forced to stay with her in the room, because it was already morning and I lived in another city, and, on top of that, I was only wearing a towel. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't even look her in the face. And she started crying, thinking that it was because I didn't find her attractive.
That made me feel hopeless, because I really liked her and didn't want her to feel bad. I told her that I got nervous in the bathtub. She noticed that I was shy and started being cute with me, and we started chatting, already forgetting about getting laid.
Here are their stories: The drive. "I was still 'straight' and secretly used Tinder to match with guys. —Marcelo, 22 years old, identifies as gay. So I sent a gay couple emoji and was like ' need a more fitting emoji, like this one." Then, my bf sent a emoji of two guys having a wedding and.
I was eternally happy and felt that I had won a medal, because she said that the oral sex was amazing. These days, we hook up and laugh a lot when we remember this story. I only told her that it had been my first time five months later. This post was translated from Portuguese. Share On facebook Share On facebook Share.
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Share On lineapp Share On lineapp. Share On twitter Share On twitter Share. Share On email Share On email Email. Share On sms Share On sms. We continued texting for a few days, when he told me he knew my mum. He looked exactly like his pictures and was extremely attractive. When we got to the casino, he demanded a security escort because he was ' Justin Bieber's cousin ' and was worried about paparazzi and guests bothering him. We walked around the hotel for 20 minutes with the guard escorting us until the manager told us to leave. We go to dinner and have some good conversation.
Things got a little steamy later but afterwards he sends me a text saying, 'Thanks! Now my wife can take the night off! I ignored it, so he started sending me pictures he'd taken of me in bars, saunas, and the gym. A few days later, he started sending me messgages like ' nice shirt today ', ' good time on the treadmill today ', ' loved the new restaurant you tried.
To add insult to injury, I paid for all three tickets. While waiting for our food, he was biting his nails. Five minutes later he grabs my hand and says, 'You have really pretty nails. I can even nibble on your toenails then.
So naturally, all dosed up on Night Nurse , I logged onto Grindr. Mixed with alcohol, I blacked out and when I came round I was at some guy's house in a Marvel Onesie being asked to leave. He offered to make me dinner at my place, so I invited him over.
Considering the large amount of leftovers, I sent him home with my cake pan full of the mac 'n' cheese he'd made. I told him he could just set it outside my door in the night. Three months later , I came home to the pan wedged up next to my door, not even washed from the mac 'n' cheese. His profile said he was 19 , but he turned out to be a married year-old man. A few days later he came over and we watched a movie, made out, and maybe a little more. A week later, we went on a second date and after a few hours he said, ' I have a boyfriend.